Part two: fever

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(09:43)

Dabi woke up feeling a little nauseous. He no longer felt like he might pass out if he moved in the slightest way but hell did he feel sick.

He didn't remember much of yesterday. Not that he wanted to remember most likely passing out and having to be carried like a toddler.

He sat up in bed hoping he wouldn't need to throw up anytime soon, or ever again for that matter but it was mostly wishful thinking.

He got up before realising he wasn't in his own room. He must've been in compresses. He had been the one taking care of him for the past two and a half days and he had been the one who let him sleep in his room.

He felt a lot better then previous but he sure as hell didn't feel well. He sighed not knowing what he would say if anyone asked where he had been the last couple of days too.

He decided to just go out and see what was happening.

He opened the door and left the room only to find no one was in the main room. 'Where are they?' He thought to himself. He had a slight fear that they had all left but he ignored that and would do until they inevitably will all come back to the base. They always did.

He went into his room sitting on his bed. He didn't feel good as such but he could make do.

He took out his laptop - one that he had stolen from somewhere along the way - and put on a movie setting it down on his bed.

He curled up in the blankets watching the movie. Dabi was half asleep by the end of it. He woke himself up a bit by choosing another one to put on but immediately went back to his state of half-awake-ness when it had been chosen.

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(13:23)

He woke up feeling horrible. His whole body ached and he felt sick as hell. He groaned curling up into a little ball in his bed hoping it would make the feeling go away.

It didn't.

In fact it just made it ten times worse for him. His stomach cramped and he felt even worse off then before he'd curled up. He uncurled himself from the ball the aching in his body making it painful along with the cramps.

He sighed when it was over and laid back which proved to be a mistake. He laid down and groaned, his whole body felt gross. Dabi laid on his side which ended up making him feel nauseous again.

There was just no winning at this was there?

He sat up and after the original dizziness her managed to stand up and balance for long enough to be able to walk to the door and into the corridor.

He felt gross and sweaty and he didn't like it but he didn't think he had the energy to get a shower anytime soon.

There were only three people in the main room and he could just about make them out. Compress who at this point he could probably make you by his voice, Kurogiri who was pretty obvious to him and his boss who was planning an attack on the sofa.

Compress turned to look at Dabi,
"Ah! Hello Dabi how are you feeling?" He asked coming over to him and putting his hand on his shoulder. Dabi wanted to cry, he felt so sick and horrible but he didn't want to look stupid especially in front of his boss.

So he did the next best thing.

He didn't respond instead he just walked over and collapsed into his arms hugging him. He was sort of comforted by the slight smell of cinnamon and roses on the other as it reminded him of his own mother.

The other looked surprised at the response but non the less hugged him back,
"Are you alright Dabi?" He asked when the raven had tightened his grip on the man.

Dabi mumbled something he couldn't hear before saying it again,
"Feel horrible and sick..." he said closing his eyes and leaning on the other for support.

Shigaraki watched in pure shock as his right hand man collapsed into one of the members arms holding them there. The pyromaniac seemed to be comforted by the other and Shigaraki just watched as he held him tight.

'What the fuck is wrong with him?' He thought to himself as he saw the magician lead the other to the bathroom and lock the door behind him.

Compress sat Dabi down on the tile and knelt next to him.
"If you need to be sick it's fine." He said soothing the other. Dabi had tears in his eyes. This was all too much and he couldn't deal with how much Compress reminded him of his mother and how she'd looked after him.

He closed his eyes wincing at the light. It felt like it was blinding him.
"Dabi your ok. Don't worry dear." The other rubbed circles on his back.

He felt awful. His whole body was trembling but he felt so damn warm. Every part of him had a thin layer of sweat adorning his body.

He felt like he desperately needed to throw up but couldn't and he couldn't gag himself here. Not with the others around, they might worry he would hurt himself.

After a minute or two of deep breathing he felt nausea rise inside of him. He leant forward slightly and gagged before puking up what he had in his stomach back into the bowl.

Compress rubbed his back in between his shoulder blades soothing him,
"Your ok dear your ok." He said as Dabi just about managed to throw up whatever he needed to.

By the end of it all Dabi felt exhausted, he was fully shaking now and he felt warm. He didn't feel like staying in the bathroom any longer so he leant into the other.
"Can we go...?" He asked quietly,

The magician nodded helping him up annd taking him over to his room and sitting him down on his bed.
"Dabi im going to make you some soup ok? You haven't eaten in a while and you need something to give you energy." He said ruffling the ravens hair.

Dabi nodded and he watched the other leave the room to make him some food but not before trying to let him make it himself.

Once Compress came back with a bowl of soup and set it down on a small table in front of the man.
"Here, eat slowly it's still hot and you don't want to burn yourself." He warned sitting next to him.

Dabi ate the soup and fubished it when he realised just how hungry he was from the past few days. Compress smiled at the raven and took the bowl.
"Get some rest it will make you feel better." He said ruffling his hair before leaving the room to wash up.
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